Setting: Night club, downtown Vegas. Summer, warm, near midnight.
I walk out of the casino after just losing my ass at the poker tables. I wander into the dance club to get a drink and hopefully change my luck. Bartender hands me my beer and I flip him my last $10 chip with an "Oh well, easy come, easy..." when I notice that he is not even looking at me. I turn to see what has his attention but catch nothing but a mass of bodies gyrating on the dance floor. I turn back to the bar and take a long swig when I notice her. Just a glimpse, in the mirror behind the bar, a flash of brunette tresses and gorgeous red lips. I snap my head back around and again and am blinded by a forest of bodies packed too closely together. I think to myself, I must be losing my mind as fast as my money as my eyes scan the crowd.
The music stops briefly as the DJ changes up records and the fickle crowd starts to disperse. I see her, I think, as people keep moving across in front of me as I try to move forward onto the dance floor. I spot her standing at a table at the edge of the dance floor, sipping a straw through ruby lips. She's talking with apparent girlfriends, laughing and disappointingly, kissing the neck of some guy who seems to be more interested in the television then her. She tries to pull him on the dance floor to no avail, and playfully pouts as she is dismissed. She turns her back to him, chewing on her drink straw, when she notices me standing in the middle of the dance floor, watching her.
She smiles as she averts her gaze and then slowly looks back again. I smile, nodding towards her with a small wave. She laughs and turns back to her table, unintentionally giving me a delicious view of her tight round little ass wrapped in baby blue fleece shorts. Then the unmistakable beat drops as Freek-a-leek starts to play. She reaches for her date's hand, trying to pull him to the dance floor with her, even playfully shaking her titties at him to pry his attention away from the TV. With a flick of the wrist, and a look of "your loss," she begins to move into the crowd that is quickly filing back in.
She has her back to me, her hands holding her hair up off her neck before letting it cascade down to ther shoulders, her ass swinging side to side with the beat as she steps backwards towards me. I move to her, gliding through the crowd, before coming up behind her quietly. She spins towards me, slinging her hair around as her barely contained tits end up against my chest. She looks startled at first, but then grins as she starts to bounce to the beat, rubbing her fleece top against my open shirt. The crowd now packed around us, she looks up at me, mouthing the words "how ya like it daddy" as we begin to grind against each other to the pulsating rhythm.
My hands dropping near her waist without touching her as she spins and backs her gorgeous ass up against my bulging crotch. She bends over to the front, glancing back over her shoulder at me through the strands of hair draped across her face, my hips thrusting forward against her perfectly rounded ass. She turns back to face me, her hands now on either side of my waist as she grinds down my leg slowly. She licks her full luscious lips as she works her way back up as the song ends, before smiling slyly and saying "bye, bye."